But Oz just sort of lies on the ground for a second like a useless lump before sitting bolt upright, peeking over the side of the bench. THERE IS STILL SOME OMINOUS TREE-RUSTLING but at least no other branch missiles... yet. Now that it's happened once, Oz doesn't trust that tree at all.]
Uh—!! [...WHAT DO THEY DO NOW.] Should we make a run for the sidewalk?! I think we could make it from here...
sprinkles smelling salts on u and sends u out to sea...
But Oz just sort of lies on the ground for a second like a useless lump before sitting bolt upright, peeking over the side of the bench. THERE IS STILL SOME OMINOUS TREE-RUSTLING but at least no other branch missiles... yet. Now that it's happened once, Oz doesn't trust that tree at all.]
Uh—!! [...WHAT DO THEY DO NOW.] Should we make a run for the sidewalk?! I think we could make it from here...